President’s Sweet Wife

Some people were already whispering, "Who's that? She is beautiful!"

"I don't know, I guess she should be a guest invited by the Dawson family!"

When Natalia left the Dawson family five years ago, she was still young, and because she had spent most of her time studying, very few people had seen her.

So now when she had reappeared, no one even recognized her.

Others didn't recognize her, but Jessica did.

At this moment, she was surrounded by a group of people, and when she saw the woman walking in from the doorway, she couldn't help but freeze for a moment.

Was that Natalia?

In her impression, Natalia would always be wearing a smart professional outfit or a normal casual outfit.

Clean as it was, its plain and humdrum style clouded Natalia's femininity that Natalia looked somewhat dull.

And she wasn't much of a makeup person, much less a regular hairdresser. She had kept the typical long straight jet-black hair, looking lifeless and old for her age. With dresses like that, she might stand out among the ordinary working girls.

But she was indeed too unimpressive to be placed in a crowd of famous ladies who gussied up on a daily basis.

Yet, such an ordinary person was stunning today, as if an angel had descended.

She couldn't help but clench her fists fiercely.

The girls who gathered around her asked curiously, "Jessica, who is she? She is gorgeous, is she one of the guests you have invited?"

"Is she a celebrity?"

"I don't think so. If she is a celebrity, she should be famous with her face. We would have recognized her."

The voices in her ears were like steel needles, sticking into Jessica's heart one by one.

She gritted her teeth darkly for a moment before taking a deep breath.

"Don't you guys know her? That's my sister Natalia!"

"What!"

"How could it be her?"

The people around her had surprised looks on their faces.

Jessica smiled gently, "It's normal you guys didn't recognize her, after all, her appearance did change a bit from five years ago. In fact, if I didn't see her before, I wouldn't have believed it would be her!" There was something in her words, and someone immediately realized it.

"You mean, your sister had a facelift?"

"No wonder, I used to feel she looked quite ordinary, how come she's become so pretty now!"

"Tsk! I guess the scandal five years ago was so widespread that she went to change her face for fear of people recognizing her and throwing rotten eggs at her if she continued to wear that face!"

"That makes sense."

Jessica made a face.

"Don't say my sister like that, it wasn't her fault five years ago."

"Jessica, you're too nice to her. If it were not for that she stole your work you wouldn't have missed out on a place at the Royal Academy."

"That's right, and she went unscathed. She fled abroad to dodge the column and it seemed to come to an end, but what about you? You had been sad for a long time. Who's going to pay for your losses?" "I think she may target you again this time. Jessica, you have to be careful!"

The group of people murmured, and Jessica whispered to discourage them, but a smirk of triumph flashed across her eyes.

On the other side, Natalia walked up to Clara.

"You are here late."

Philip frowned unhappily.

Natalia glanced at him coldly and said in a cold voice.

"I've done you the honor of coming, Mr. Philip."

"You--"

Angered by her condescending look, Philip swept his gaze over the gown she was wearing and chided angrily.

"What are you wearing? Today is Jessica's birthday party, not yours! Who are you trying to seduce by dressing like that?"

Natalia looked at him, with a suggestion of astonishment in her eyes.

Even though she already knew her father didn't love her, she didn't expect he would hate her to such an extent.

Was that the words a father would say?

Her heart was chilled for a moment, but there was bland expression on her face.

"It's not your turn to tell me what I should wear!"

"You--"

"Enough."

As a dignified voice rang out, Clara suddenly spoke out to interrupt him.

She beckoned a waiter, had him bring a glass of wine and handed it to Natalia, and said in a deep voice, "It's shameful for a family to bicker in public. Shut up now!"

Philip was a bit disgruntled and wanted to say something, but was glared at by Clara.

The rest of the words were swallowed back.

A faint sneer of satisfaction crossed Natalia's face. The waiter served her a very light cocktail with the aroma of alcohol that smelled fiercely inviting.

Clara glanced at her, with her gaze pausing on the glass of wine for a moment, and said, "Your god-grandmother is here. You should explain to her things about you and Mr. Shawn!" "What do you want me to say?"

"Say that you and Mr. Shawn broke up a long time ago because of a personality clashes, and it has nothing to do with Jessica."

Natalia smiled in a sneering manner and agreed readily, "Okay."

Clara nodded in satisfaction and suddenly lifted her glass and clinked hers.

"I'm sorry for that, but don't worry, I'll remember all your merits and will compensate you later."

Natalia raised her eyebrow, surprised by her attitude.

However, she didn't think much of it, and only assumed that Clara had begged her, so she deliberately said these words. She happened to be thirsty, so she lifted her cup and took a sip. After finishing her drink, Clara led her towards where Elisa was.

Elisa had actually seen Natalia a long time ago; after all, she had come today to find her.

After not seeing each other for five years, the moment she saw Natalia, she realized that the little girl with a artless and shy face back then had long since grown up.

That cool and flamboyant aura was exactly like her mother, as if the deceased had been reborn.

The old lady was so excited that she couldn't wait to have someone help her to them wobbly before they approached her.

"Natalia! It's really you!"

Seeing this, Natalia hurriedly took a few quick steps to hold her up.

"Grandma."

"When did you get back? Why didn't you come to see me?"

Elisa's eyes that had been calm were so excited that they were red, and Natalia was also a little moved.

"I'm sorry I haven't been able to visit you, how are you?"

"Good, I'm fine."

The incident that had happened five years ago left a scar in Natalia's heart, so she hadn't contacted too many people when she returned home two years ago.

Elisa seemed to understand her plight and patted her hand, comforting her by saying, "It's all in the past, it's good to have you back."

Clara stepped forward and smiled.

"Old Lady, Natalia has something to tell you."

She said, giving Natalia a warning glance.

Natalia smiled lightly in mockery, "What's the rush? I'll naturally tell my god-grandmother about what Grandma taught me, so can't we just catch up first?"